Elias should get Jon pregnant. And it’s just a fling, Jon knows. Just a casual, workplace affair. There’s no reason to expect anything from Elias. Except… except he becomes so very invested. Fussing over Jon’s health and condition. The pregnancy isn’t easy on Jon but it’s ok because Elias can take care of him. Can help replace the cot in document storage with a much more comfortable bed. Cozy blankets and pillows. (And a plushie. And Jon knows it’s weird that his boss would. Would do that. Would buy him a plushie like he’s some young helpless child when he’s a grown man of almost thirty, but it feels so warm and soft in his arms and sometimes at night when Elias comes to check in on him and tuck him in and rest a hand on his growing belly he feels like a helpless child, like Elias’ child, and-).

Jon not used to how the pregnancy is affecting his bladder, trying so so hard to hold his pee for a meeting but he can’t help himself, flooding his trousers with urine and he’s so ashamed and humiliated and terrified that somebody is going to see, sitting soaking in his own piss and trying his best to pretend nothing’s wrong but of course Elias knows. Of course Elias helps clean him up after. Tenderly kissing at his thighs and licking his folds clean and Jon’s never felt more like a child being cared for by his loving dad than right then, with Elias between his legs, easily, eagerly cleaning him up. Fussing over him after his little accident. Elias giving him his spare trousers to wear and they keep sliding down his hips, too big for his frame and he feels so much like he’s a young kid wearing his father’s clothes and-

But it’s fine. It’s fine. This is all very normal. It’s extremely normal to wish your boss (who breed him, who bent Jon over his desk and fucked a baby into him) was your father. To feel like his beloved son…..